The old Dalai Lama leaned his shoulders and said indifferently: "I came to invite you personally, if you don't leave, then I can only rob it, and I don't want to pay tribute to the mountain with too much blood, I won't kill the lamas of Tantra, but I don't have to care too much about these two outsiders, if you don't leave, then I'll only."
I can pave the way for you with their blood."
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You dare to threaten me, do you really dare not let your Red Sect come to my funeral?"
The old lama glanced at it lightly and said, "Are the Tantric people still afraid of death?"
” It is true that the words of the Panchen Lama are not wrong, the teachings of Tantra are not afraid of life and death, and for them, they can also be reincarnated after death, just to go through the whole new age.
Cao Shanjun pulled Xiang Xiang's arm and said, "Lao Xiang, you can't stop him, I'll just follow."
Xiang Que said: "What are you kidding, there is no turning back if you go" Cao Shanjun smiled miserably: "Otherwise, can I watch you die in Gongba Mountain?"
” Dangan Zhuoma sighed leisurely and said to Cao Shanjun: "You may be imprisoned in Kanlar Mountain in this life, even if the Panchen Lama in the next life comes back, he will not let you go."
Cao Shanjun said flatly: "It's just practice, it's the same everywhere, eating fasting and reciting Buddha regardless of region, if I can't even see this, then what else can I talk about becoming a Buddha?"
The old lama looked at Cao Shanjun quietly, nodded after a while, and said, "Give you some more time, and when you recover your reincarnation, your achievements will be immeasurable······· It's a pity that this opportunity was intercepted by me, so come with me."
"Go, I'm okay with him now, but after you go, I promise that I will definitely snatch you back from Kanlar Mountain, and I will go back to Gujingguan and go to the Hanging Temple again, I don't believe that you and I can't snatch you back in his Tantra" Cao Shanjun pursed his lips, nodded, and then walked towards the old Panchen Lama's body in a gloomy shape, the gold content of Xiang Lacking is quite high, with the joint efforts of Gujingguan and Hanging Temple, there must be nothing in this world that they can't grab, but there must be a premise that Cao Shanjun is in Kanlar Mountain I can wait until they come unharmed.
"If something happens to him, I swear here, as long as you are reincarnated once, I will slaughter you once, and I will let you Tantric Panchen Living Buddha live forever and never see the day when you will not be able to see the sun" Xiang Que gritted his teeth with a calm face and said: "A spit, a pit, I don't speak."
The tantric lama turned slowly with his hands behind his back, and Cao Shanjun followed behind him, but then several people were stunned at the same time.
On Gongba Mountain, I don't know when, on a boulder, there was an old monk wearing a shabby robe sitting cross-legged, and the old monk closed his eyes with his hands folded.
No one saw or heard how he appeared on the stone.
Cao Shanjun bit his lip, he was silent for a long time, and a smile appeared on Xiang Que's face, he didn't have a chance to ask Yu Qiuyang for help at the critical moment, but the old monk of the Hanging Temple appeared out of thin air.
"Master ·······" The old monk opened his eyes and pursed his lips to look at the Dalai Lama, and at this moment, the old lama's face, which had always been ancient, was finally no longer indifferent.
The old lama clasped his hands together and bowed to Master Mingwu, and the old monk raised his head and signaled that he did not speak.
The old lama frowned and looked at each other, and only after a long time did he say, "You are practicing the meditation of closing your mouth."
Master Mingjing of the Hanging Temple nodded, and the old lama glanced at Cao Shanjun, who was slightly excited behind him, and said, "Is it your disciple?"
Hehe, he was really blessed in the previous life, he could worship such a high monk as a teacher, he really accumulated a lot of yin virtue, but ······" Master Mingjing on the stone didn't seem to pay any attention to the old lama's words, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently tapped it with his fingertips, and under the boulder there was a small yellowed grass that had withered in the snow, drooping its head, as if it had been dead for a long time.
But when Master Mingjing's fingertips pointed at the grass, the branches and leaves of the grass suddenly trembled.
Several eyes suddenly condensed under the boulder, and the old lama frowned in astonishment, a little incredulous.
A faint Buddha light appeared on the fingertips of the old monk, and then, almost all of them felt that their bodies were filled with bursts of peaceful power, and after a while, the Buddha light on the fingers of the master of enlightenment was hidden on the branches and leaves of the grass, and the withered grass slowly stood upright, and in an instant, heaven and earth There were layers of fluctuations, and several people who had reached a certain level of cultivation noticed that the vitality of life was quickly converging towards the boulder.
The yellowing of the grass gradually changed to the naked eye, and the dark yellow color slowly faded, followed by a pale green color.
"Withered grass in spring······" Dangan Zhuoma said in surprise: "This master actually extracted a trace of the life vitality between heaven and earth and injected it into the withered grass, and rejuvenated it."
Master Mingjing's hand is like the soul lamp in the hall of Gujingguan, as long as people are not killed on the spot, the old Tao who guards the Gujingguan can frantically extract the qi of heaven and earth in Zhongnan Mountain in an instant and inject it into the soul lamp, so that if the lamp is not extinguished, people will not die.
And at this moment, Master Mingjing also mobilized the vitality of life on Gongba Mountain, and rejuvenated a withered grass that had withered for an unknown amount of time.
After a long time, Master Mingjing withdrew his fingers, and then closed his eyes and sat down on the boulder, he never left the boulder from beginning to end, and below, the grass that had only withered in a few minutes was now full of life in the snow.
The Panchen Lama quietly looked at the master on the boulder, and after a while, he bent down and bowed to Master Mingjing, and then without saying a word, he turned around and left with the Golden Wheel Venerable King.
The Golden Wheel Dharma King pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Grand Lama Panchen, can't we take the people with us?"
” "With him, he can't take it away" The Panchen Lama, just looking at Master Mingjing's hand, he knew that he was a big step behind with the other party's way, and at least he couldn't reach that hand with withered grass and spring.
"Step, step, step" Cao Shanjun walked to the boulder and knelt down with a "poof", kowtowed respectfully, Master Mingjing stretched out his hand and gently helped Cao Shanjun, and then got up and walked towards Ganden Temple, Cao Shanjun followed behind him.
Xiang Que clasped his hands together and said, "Hello Master, I'm worried about you."
Mingjing glanced at him, nodded, and went straight past him.
Xiang Que Chang exhaled, rubbed his sour head, and grinned: "At the critical moment, you have to lean against the big tree to enjoy the shade, Comrade Xiao Cao's master is too powerful."